#aomg female oc

[lovesick-gxrls]

CONFESSIONS

november 12th 2022 10:48pm

pairing: millie kim x code kunst, millie kim x aomg

genre: angst, fluff

warnings: swearing, smoking

description: millie and sungwoo finally acknowledged how they feel

word count: 1.4k

a/n: thank you all for the support, i don’t really speak on this account much but i really appreciate it 🫶🏻

“HONESTLY ITS AS IF I HAVE ANOTHER DAD sometimes” millie laughed loudly nodding her head sideways towards kiseok who just wrapped his arm around her shoulders squeezing her tightly. the others stood around the high table laughed with them, however, sungwoo could only smile. he watched millie and kiseok interact, the constant bumping shoulders or the small inside jokes they had. he couldn’t help but feel a pit of jealousy in his stomach.

sungwoo knew that the pair were not remotely romantically interested in each other which annoyed him even more that he was so jealous. millie and kiseok were joint at the hip at these sort of events ever since he signed the girl to aomg. she was alone in korea when she joined the hiphop agency with her family still living in canada, so kiseok took it upon himself to take of the young artist and make sure she was living well.

the venue they were currently at was slowly becoming more busy as the party began, the atmosphere becoming busy and hectic whereas before it was calm. sunghwa stood across from millie and next to sungwoo, who had noticed his friend looking like a lovesick puppy when he watched millie talk. she was a quiet person usually but when she was around company that she felt comfortable with, she could talk for days, which was another thing that code kunst attracted millie to him.

sunghwa and wonjae knew all about the little workplace romance that was blooming between the producer and rapper. millie had drunkenly confessed to sunghwa of her attraction to cokun and wonjae had to sit and listen to his friend complain about how they will always be stuck as friends. as much as the pair wanted to interfere and make the oblivious friends realise that they share the same feelings they were both apprehensive of meddling.

millie took a small sip of her drink, her eyes meeting sungwoo’s. her heart felt as if it skipped a beat which she tried to ignore. he quickly averted his eyes and her heart dropped but she did well to hide the disappointment. “i’m gonna get another drink,” she muttered towards kiseok, he smiled rubbing her back slightly before she walked away. sungwoo’s gaze was now back on her, this time he was the disappointed one.

sungwoo stood watching her sadly causing wonjae to scoff and nudge him with his elbow. “you gotta talk to her hyung, before she gets with someone else,” he muttered. sungwoo sighed, at war with himself on what to do.

after squeezing her way through the crowd she made it to the busy bar. she waited, tapping her fingers against the table to the beat of the music. however her attention was soon on a familiar face standing a few feet away from her. junhoe was standing, scrolling through his phone, her stomach twisted the sight of her her ex-boyfriend. he was the last person she wanted to see tonight, especially since sungwoo was here.

unfortunately for millie, junhoe noticed her and smiled before walking over to meet her at the bar. “hey millie, didn’t know you’d be here,” he said awkwardly. millie laughed a little, “yeah i’m here with some of the guys,” she replied nodding towards where she was previously standing. junhoe looked over seeing some of the aomg guys at the table and how code kunst was watching the pair carefully. “ah i see,” he muttered. there was an awkward pause, the old couple hadn’t seen each other since the breakup which is what mille wanted but now here he was.

the pair spoke for a few more minutes with junhoe even offering to pay for her drink once she had finally ordered but millie declined. the conversation was strained and millie found herself laughing awkwardly most of the time trying to ignore the suffocating feeling. “i’m gonna get some air for a few minutes,” she told him not letting him reply as she left to quickly to hear it, but his attention quickly moved to someone else thankfully.

she made her way through the drunk crowd towards the front door - grabbing her jacket on the way out, in need of some fresh air and a cigarette. she wasn’t a big smoker but after she had a few drinks or felt overwhelmed with stress she would usually have a few. it was bad habit that she had been trying to kick since she was a teen, but to no avail yet.

outside the bar was quiet thankfully, a little group stood to one side of the door all smoking and laughing together. millie stood on the other side leaning against the brick wall while she began to rummage through her bag for her own pack. unfortunately she only found her lighter, “fuck,” she muttered, before checking her jacket pockets, she looked towards the door debating whether just to go back inside. as she continued to search of her pack, a hand appeared in front her offering a cigarette.

millie stopped a few seconds after registering what it was, her gaze lifted from the ground to meet sungwoo’s. “thanks,” she mumbled taking the stick out of his hand and placing it in between her lips. cokunst leaned on the wall next to the shorter girl, a silence settling between them. she quickly lit her cigarette and took a long draw, before exhaling the thick smoke. sungwoo stole a quick glance of millie who was staring at the nights sky admiring the stars she could see.

“i thought you were quitting,” he finally spoke, millie hummed at his words taking another puff. “i remember using the word trying,” she murmured, tapping off the ash. the silence came back.

“done ignoring me now i take it?” millie asked trying to sound as nonchalant as possible but there was still a hard edge to her voice. the words came out before she had realised what she had actually said, the rapper was usually quite good at hiding her jealousy or annoyance towards code kunst but the tension between them was becoming increasingly more apparent. millie was sick of feeling like a lovesick teenager around sungwoo, constantly overthinking every little detail of their relationship.

sungwoo cleared his throat awkwardly, “i.. i wasn’t ignoring you,” he stuttered out. millie rolled her eyes in annoyance, finally turning to look directly at him. “you have sungwoo, every time i looked at you you’d look away or if i came up to you in there you’d find an excuse to leave, what have i done?” millie rambled angrily suddenly she was thankful that the group who was next to them had gone back inside a few minutes earlier leaving the pair alone. “i’ve been trying all night to talk to you, but you’ve been with that ass for the past half hour,” sungwoo argued back and millie scoffed loudly.

of course that was why sungwoo had all of a sudden decided to leave her alone. it angered the girl more that sungwoo thought she wanted to be talking to junhoe for the full night. that he hadn’t made the effort with her. sungwoo had watched the two exes together at the bar, laughing and to him looked like millie talking excitedly while junhoe grasped her hand. they looked very happy to see each other and sungwoo was jealous to put it plainly. “so what? we we’re catching up. it’s what people do,” she exclaimed. sungwoo’s gaze hardened as the argument became more heated between the two.

“sorry for not wanting to interrupt you with someone you clearly still like,” he huffed pushing himself off the wall. millie scoffed in disbelief watching the taller guy with her eyebrows furrowed, muttering “you’ve got to be kidding me,” to herself. she stomped out the end on her cigarette with her boots, taking a moment to reply. without thinking her words left her mouth quickly. “i don’t fucking like him like that anymore we ended it… it’s you i fucking like,” suddenly it went very quiet between the pair. the only noise that could be heard was the loud music coming from the bar.

the tension could be cut by a knife as the pair stared into each others eyes, millie breathing heavily after her sudden confession. “please just say something,” she said just above a whisper, feeling like she could cry at any moment. instead of replying, sungwoo cupped her face and brought her in for a deep kiss. startled by the kiss, it took millie a second to register what was happening but soon relaxed. her eyes fluttered shut, her arms hanging around sungwoo’s neck.

sungwoo grasped her waist gently while they moved in sync. millie pulled away, smiling to herself as she tried to hide her face in his chest. “i like you too by the way,” he murmured softly.

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[iawun]

𝐻𝓊𝓂𝒾     (ՏօӀօ ɑɾԵíՏԵ)

Ｈｅｒ Ｐｒｏｆｉｌｅ

☩ 𝕱𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝕮𝖑𝖆𝖎𝖒 → @pattyeffinmayo

☩ 𝕱𝖚𝖑𝖑 𝕹𝖆𝖒𝖊 → Humility Precious Jones

☩ 𝕾𝖙𝖆𝖌𝖊 𝕹𝖆𝖒𝖊 → Humi (also her nickname)

☩ 𝕭𝖎𝖗𝖙𝖍𝖉𝖆𝖞 →  August 14, 1995 (24)

☩ 𝕰𝖙𝖍𝖓𝖎𝖈𝖎𝖙𝖞 → Black

☩ 𝕻𝖔𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 → Rapper

☩ 𝖅𝖔𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖈 𝕾𝖎𝖌𝖓 → Leo

☩ 𝕷𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖚𝖆𝖌𝖊𝖘 → Spanish, Korean, English

Ｆａｍｉｌｙ

☩ 𝕸𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 → Trinity Cambrooks

Humi has an amazing relationship with her mama even though her parents aren’t together, which was hard to get over but it didn’t change the fact that her mother supports her and will troll her on any red carpet she brings her to.

☩ 𝕱𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 → James Jones

Their relationship was on the rocks in the beginning, since he use to be drunk when she would see him and she always distanced herself from him but still loved him dearly and when her parents divorced she became the backbone for him to do better.

☩ 𝕾𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗 → Disney Jones

She is Humi ride or die, Disney is always telling Humi business but for good reason and isn’t afraid to tell her little sister that her ass is wrong in a situation when Humi confides in her. Overall Disney cares about her sister and wants the best for her.

☩ 𝕾𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗 → Du Cambrooks

Du was adopted in the family since her mama wasn’t having no more kids, Du can’t believe her big sis a rapper out here she brags about her all day and loves using her sis to meet her favorite idols plus Humi like having someone adore her in the family.

Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌ Ｉｎｆｏ

☩ 𝕻𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖞 → She is very quiet until you get to know and then it’s a whole different story, she will call you and you’ll think it’s an emergency when she’s calling because she’s bored and wants to play smash bros. On stage she is very serious and doubts herself if she makes a mistake but if the mood is right she’ll mess up completely and smile like she meant to do that.

☩ 𝕱𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖘 →

Favorite Cartoon is Totally Spies

Use to play volleyball in high school

Had a huge crush on Ji Chang Wook

Stans Ailee like die hard stan

Wants to voice act

Hates when people talk about her small tits or skinniness

Loves Haute Couture

Took karate but dropped out

Has a lazy eye 

☩ 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝕷𝖎𝖋𝖊 →  Oh Sehun (2017 - Ongoing)  Park Hyung-Sik (2013 - 2016)

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[jinterlude]

What A Cliché (Prologue)

↳ story aesthetic made by @today-we-will-survive for the BA’s Summer Content Creator Exchange!

» Pairing(s): Kim Seokjin x OC (female) [feat. the rest of the BTS & OC best friend)

» Genre(s): Parenthood!AU, Veterinary!AU, Business!AU, Enemies turned Lovers Trope, Romance, Friendship, Humor, Fluff, & Slight-Angst

» Keyword for Event: Carnival 

» Warning(s) & Rating: Swearing / PG-13

» Words: 5.2K (5260)

» Summary: When people hear the phrase, “Well that’s a first...” it’s usually because something shocking or amazing has occurred. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case for one Park Sumin. Going from working in an office to visiting the local carnival, she had some rather interesting first experiences. Ranging from trying out some carnival food to questioning her engagement to Lee Seonghwa (AOMG’s Gray), never in her life did she think that she would run into someone her brain had blocked out for years. Can you say a fun filled summer that not only would change her life but his as well. 

◃ Previously | Next Time ▹

Prologue: Meet the New Neighbor

“You know…I have a feeling that you two would make the perfect couple someday…”

“By perfect, you mean that I’d want to kill him every waking moment I can get, right?”

“Nah, my precious little ray of sunshine. I mean that one day, you two will make gorgeous looking children to the point that I’m going to “borrow” one of them to pick up guys.”

A look of utter and complete disbelieve washed over her face as she felt her eye twitch just a smidge from her best friend’s remark.

And just as she opened her mouth to retort, an annoying voice rang in her ears. The one voice she took years of practice to block out him from her memories. Until that evening, she had long forgotten the prick that made her life a living Hell, but fate had an interesting idea of entertainment and unfortunately, she had become the main character of this stupid little sitcom.

God help her…

“You should learn to smile more often, princess! You might land more dates that way!”

“That’s it! Listen here you annoying fucking gnat!”

Eight Hours Earlier…

Letting out yet another long, exasperated sigh, a visibly tired young woman rubbed the sides of her forehead, trying her hardest to not only ignore the unbearable heat that lingered in her office but her rather extra chatty friend. The poor girl had honestly forgotten why she invaded her workplace in the first place. That was how long the rather one-sided conversation had become.

“Okay, Sowon, I love you, but please for the love of God get to the point.” Said the exhausted girl.

A tiny groan escaped Sowon’s lips as she narrowed her eyes onto her friend.

“I did get to my point, Sumin.” She flashed a bright smile further irking Sumin, “Now, I’m just rambling since I noticed you zoned out around the five-minute mark.” She stated, smiling sweetly.

Her bottom lip practically disappeared as Sumin suppressed the growl that brewed in the back of her throat. Did Sowon seriously ramble her ear off just because she tuned her out twenty-minutes ago?

If she had more friends, Sumin would’ve had honestly dropped Sowon years ago but alas, she didn’t. The career driven young woman had no time for herself, let alone go out and meet new people. She had always been like this ever since high school. She dedicated her time to her studies and a few extracurricular activities.

And that was exactly how she liked it.

She had seen her fellow classmates become a social mess. She had witnessed physical fights, loud, obnoxious arguments between love sick individuals, and that only scratched the surface of her high school experience and she gladly kept it that way.

She never dated. She never went to any of the sports games that were played at her school. Shit. She never attended any of her school dances, especially prom. Instead, she researched universities that had the best business program and weighed the pros and cons of attending them.

After days and nights of agonizing over which university to attend to, she finally settled on applying to USC because their business program was on par with those out of the country, and the rest was history.

Now, here she sat in her office chair while Sowon, who she met during her sophomore year of college in biology, stared her down. Her gaze intensified with each passing moment. That was Sowon’s superpower. Sumin didn’t know how Sowon does it, but with just one simple stare, Sumin submitted easily.

And quite frankly, she both despised it yet was thankful for it. It was because of her best friend that she slowly came out of her shell. She actually became more aware of her surroundings.

Go figure?

A few more minutes passed by and tiny whines left her lips as Sumin clutched important documents that contained hypothetical numbers of the projected money flow for the next six months.

“I can keep this up, sunshine.” Sumin heard Sowon taunt. She could practically hear the smugness radiate from her words.

Finally, the poor girl had enough. She slammed the paper down on her desk, unleashing the pent-up frustration that settled in the pit of her stomach.

“Fine! I’ll go to the stupid summer carnival with you! Now, will you please stop staring at me!?” Sumin practically roared, secretly thankful that her office was soundproof.

Sowon smiled proudly as she leaned back in her seat, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Done.”

Meanwhile…in a different part of the city…

Brows knitted together. Tiny drops of sweat trickled down his forehead. The sound of heart rate monitors mixed with his heavy breathing filled the operating room. This bright, luminescence bulb emitted this heat that felt like the sun was directly above the man’s head. However, he didn’t let it deter him from the task at hand. He quickly asked the nurse for his water and took a few sips through the straw before resuming the surgery.

“Sir,” The man heard one of his assistants speak, “Have you thought about the possibility of reconstructive surgery instead of removing the shard fragment?”

The determined man sighed before a small smile appeared on his handsome face.

“I have thought about it, but that would be the effortless way out. This innocent creature doesn’t deserve something that would only complicate her life some more, “He paused, wiping away a bit of sweat from the side of his forehead, “Besides, I think of this a big “fuck you” to that evil, cruel person that could harm a defenseless puppy. I’m going to save her if this is the last thing I do.” He finished with this sense of purpose flowing throughout his veins as he resumed operating on the puppy, praying that he wasn’t too late.

But luckily…

He wasn’t…

It took him the rest of the day to the point that he had his receptionist unfortunately cancel the remaining appointments, but he saved the puppy’s life. The last shard fragment was wedged in an area where one false movement with his knife and tweezers, the puppy would've died right on the operating table. That specific situation had been every veterinarian’s nightmare, but just like with any nightmare, it sometimes fades away and soon replaced with a relaxing dream. A dream where resulted in this state of euphoria and great night’s sleep. That was why he took this job as a veterinarian. He wanted to ensure that the animals that came into his office left with a peaceful state of mind.

And so far, so good. His track record remained spotless. He could now go home with a bright smile knowing that he saved yet another brutally injured animal.

Currently sitting in his office, the tired yet happy veterinarian typed out something in the body of the email message. He muttered a few words as he read his paragraph repeatedly until it sounded right.

The sounds of clicking of the keyboard bounced of the four walls until this knock joined in.

“Come in.” He said quickly.

“Hey, Seokjin!” greeted the stranger cheerfully.

Seokjin’s eyebrows raised as he peeked around his computer monitor. He knew that voice, and that particular voice didn’t usually visit his office unless the person wanted something.

His eyes flickered back to the screen as his fingers resumed typing away, hoping that this email would be sent out before 7 o’clock in the evening.

“What do you want, Jungkook? Can’t you see that I’m busy?”

Jungkook chuckled, shaking his head as he flopped down on the chair in front of his friend’s desk.

“Yeah, I can see that. I’m not blind…well…not yet.”

Seokjin snorted, “I’m honestly surprised that you’re not actually. All those years of playing video games with the lights off,” He pushed up his glasses just a bit, “Guess I wasn’t blessed with a strong eyesight to begin with.” He said; the corners of his mouth turned slightly upwards.

Jungkook playfully clicked his tongue, “Yeah. I guess not,” A short chuckle left his lips, “But, I was wondering if you wanted to come with me and the rest of the fellas to the summer carnival that’s currently in town?” He asked, flashing Seokjin an overly sweetly smile combined with his signature innocent, charming gaze. One gaze like that and his older friends were practically putty in his hands. It came in handy during their high school years. Well…up until his sophomore year…his friends graduated one by one, so he had no one left to use it on.

Sad day in the life that was Jeon Jungkook.

“You do realize that this isn’t high school, and I’m not this 18-year-old teen that you can easily manipulate, Kook.” Seokjin stated bluntly, fully aware of his purely innocent “stare”. He didn’t even to peer over his computer screen to know. Jungkook’s tone of voice gave it away.

Though, that didn’t deter the young lad. It was rare for all seven of them to be in town for the summer, so he wanted to cherish it. As soon as Seokjin graduated high school, everyone just went their separate ways. Sure, they had their group chat that had constant activity whether it was from someone sending random memes or simply asking how their day was. But it just wasn’t the same.

Even though his friends didn’t know this, Jungkook needed them. He couldn’t quite establish a bond that matched the one he shared with Seokjin and the rest of his little motley crew.

They were definitely one of a kind…

“What’s with that smile, Kook? Last time you smiled like that it was because you found a lamb skewer stand with Yoongi.” Seokjin’s voice forcibly pulled Jungkook out of his peaceful thoughts.

“Oh, this smile?” He pointed at his lips, “It’s nothing…say…when is that little ray of sunshine coming by?” Jungkook asked vaguely, drawing out his sentence.

Seokjin hummed in response as his eyes scanned the last remaining sentences of his email. He could see the light at the end of the tunnel.

“Oh, according to her mother, she’s dropping off Areum this evening,” He quickly checks his phone, scrolling through his messages from his ex-wife, “Around 9 o’clock in the evening.” He announced, locking his phone once again.

Jungkook gasped; his eyes beamed from excitement. This was perfect. He and friends could spend a few hours at the carnival and then hang out with their “niece”.

“So, you’re telling me that you have time for the carnival?”

“I guess I am Kook…”

“Perfect! I’ll let the fellas know!”

“Don’t let me regret this…”

“When I have ever done something that you’d regret?”

“I can name a few things…”

At the Summer Carnival – 7 o’clock in the evening

Walking down the busy row of stands, Sumin’s eyes remained glued on her phone. Her brows furrowed as her thumb scrolled up while she read the contents of an email that she had received minutes before arriving to the carnival. Soft mutters left her lips as she homed in on an incredibly important section of the email. She reread the same two sentences twice before this unsettling, heavy sensation settled within the pit of her stomach.

The color practically drained from her face. Her breath hitched. She halted in her steps, ignoring the grumbles of the many bystanders that were forced to go around her.

A low groan escaped her as she immediately locked her phone and shoved it in her back pocket. Did she really want to be at this stupid carnival? She needed to be back in the office and working on soothing this rather extreme angry client, that was “miraculously” bestowed upon her thanks to her supervisor. Why was she even here again?

“Sumin! Check out this stand, they have those churros that you’re basically obsessed with!” She heard Sowon shout with glee, waving her arms sporadically.

Oh…

That was right…

She was here because of her dearest friend…

“I think I’m going to call it, Sowon. I have to get up pretty early tomorrow, and—”

“No ‘and’. I know that look on your face, my little sunshine, and I’m not completely oblivious. I saw you on your phone and your eyes widened with each passing second.” Sowon interrupted, leaving her spot in the line and walking up to her completely distressed friend, “Which means in the world of Sumin, you’re extremely stressed and about to leave this relaxing sister-date to head back to the office and work on something that can honestly wait until tomorrow morning.” Sowon finished, smiling brightly. “Did I hit it right on the nail, my soft princess?” She added; her smile grew wider.

Sumin made a face; her eyes narrowed on her smug friend.

“I hate it when you do that…”

“I know you do…”

Meanwhile, while one crisis was averted, on the other side of the carnival, two fellas bickered over the last game ticket while their mutual friends watched both sides make excellent arguments on why he deserved the last game ticket. The only thing they missed, to make this verbal battle amusing, was some carnival snacks.

Stuffing his hands in the pockets of his black jacket, a gentleman with black-rimmed glasses and faded silver hair – that was swooped to the right – leaned against the wall; an amused smile painted his lips.

“Are you going to stop them, Namjoon?” asked a young man with chestnut brown hair. His eyes sparkled with such innocence that many people forget that he was indeed in his mid-twenties.

“Nah. They’re fine Jimin. Besides, remember the last time we intervened on an infamous Seokjin-Jungkook argument?” Namjoon replied, shooting Jimin a knowing look. But just as Jimin opened his mouth to answer, someone else beat him to the punch.

“Oh, that was a fun evening!” shouted a cheery voice; a few chuckles escaped him. “They turned their wrath onto us, and even told Yoongi to shut up.” A sigh of content left his lips this time as he folded his hands and rested his head against the palms, “What a memorable evening.”

Namjoon nodded in agreement as he turned his attention towards a paler looking fella.

“I was honestly surprised that Jungkook told you to shut up, Yoongs.”

Yoongi pried one eye open, having checked out of Jungkook’s and Seokjin’s marital bickering thirty minutes prior.

With a lazy voice, he said, “That boy is lucky for not fearing me.”

“After being friends with you for so long, none of us fear you, my dude.” Chimed in the same cheery voice that spoke earlier.

“Hm. I guess I’m losing my charm, Hoseok.” Yoongi shrugged, shutting his eyes closed again. One of the many “joys” of being your own boss. He didn’t have a set work shift.

Hoseok beamed; his smile could light up any dark alleyway, before adverting his attention back to Seokjin and Jungkook, who still refused to back down.

Two hours had passed and not only did the bickering duo slowly ran out of the counterarguments, but their friends were extremely bored and wanted to enjoy what was left of the carnival.

Finally fed up, Namjoon pushed off from the wall and then walked up to Seokjin and Jungkook, pulling out his wallet as he closed the gap between their bodies.

“Tell you what,” He began fishing out a few bills, “Take my money and buy you guys some more damn tickets, so you guys can finally shut the fuck up.” Namjoon stated bluntly before slapping the bills in both Seokjin’s and Jungkook’s hands, knowingly hurting them in the process. He then walked away from them, gesturing for their buddies to follow him.

They were determined to enjoy the carnival before it closed for the night.

As their closest friends walked away, slowly disappearing from their line of sight, the squabbling duo turned to each other; this mischievous gleam sparkled in their eyes accompanied with this scheming smirk.

“That took longer than expected.” Jungkook laughed, flinging an arm around Seokjin’s broad shoulders.

Seokjin chuckled in response as he allowed Jungkook to direct him to the nearest game stand.

“I know, right? We must be losing our touch since before, Namjoon usually settled our “arguments” in less than an hour.” He stated as his eyes scanned the prizes at the booth. His lips pursed while his brows became knitted together as Seokjin contemplated which prize would Areum love the most.

This faint hum exited his lips as his eyes drifted between a huge stuffed alpaca and a huge stuffed panda bear. Then, after much deliberation, he finally settled on the alpaca since she loved to remind him that whenever he ate, he looked like a happy alpaca, especially whenever he munched on a salad. He could honestly hear her faint giggles in the back of his mind.

God, he would do anything for his daughter. She had him wrapped around her dainty pinky finger.

With a determined smile, he slammed down a few dollar bills and waited to be handed some darts.

“Alright, prepare to be amazed, Kook.”

Back with the ladies, who now held onto plates with delicious carnival food, they journeyed towards the exit, talking about everything and anything that came to mind. Ranging from the topic of their love lives – or lack thereof – to the ever so fun work politics that occurred during their daily lives. However, the most popular topic was their time in high school. While, yes, they went to two different schools, they loved hearing about the other’s experience. Hearing such stories made the other feel like she was there as well.

“So, whatever happened to the guy that stupidly stood you up at homecoming, Sowon?”

“Beats me. All I know is that he asked for me at my school’s little reunion event. From what an old friend told me, the way he asked was very creepy. Borderline stalkerish if you ask me.”

Sumin shuddered, “Things like that makes me glad that I didn’t have a social life in high school.”

Sowon chuckled softly as she quickly tossed her empty, Styrofoam plate and jogged back to Sumin.

“Yeah, but it is because of said social life that I know who my loyal friends are and know how to handle myself in certain situations.” She pointed out with a knowing gleam in her eyes.

Sumin rolled her eyes in response, signaling Sowon that she had won that argument.

“Let’s get you home, princess. I believe it is passed your bedtime.”

“What are you? My mom?”

“I might as well be, Min.”

Sowon then flung her arms around Sumin’s shoulders as the two ladies head for Sowon’s car and begin their journey to Sumin’s place.

Faint muffles filled the spacious car as flashes of light illuminated the darkness every other minute. Resting her chin on the palm of her hand, Sumin stared absentmindedly out the window; her eyes focused on the happy couples. Each face painted with the brightest and most loving smile ever to grace them.

Soon, a soft sigh escaped her as she pried her eyes away from the window. Though, while she no longer saw them, her mind was filled with thoughts of them. Thoughts of envy? Longing? That had been yet to be determined.

Which was strange to her as for the obvious fact that she too was in a relationship.

But…

“I just now realized that you are not wearing your luxurious engagement ring that Seonghwa gave you, Min.” Sowon’s voice broke into her cloudy thoughts.

Sumin’s eyes trailed down, landing on her empty left ring finger.

“I knew I forgot something.” She lied, faking a playful smile.

But Sowon knew better.

“Is everything alright?” She asked as she slowed the car to stop as the traffic light went from yellow to red.

Sounds of the turn signal cut through the awkward silence. Sumin hoped that the light would turn green so that she’d be closer to home but alas, it wasn’t the case. This was a timed light, and the timing of it was abnormally long for a traffic light.

She could stall, but that would only annoy Sowon, so why should Sumin even try? Her closest and dearest friend wasn’t stupid. If anything, she wouldn’t be surprised if Sowon knew that she was thinking of backing out of the wedding.

“Do I want to get married, Sowon?” asked Sumin, phrasing her question a bit oddly.

Sowon raised a brow as she shifted her foot from the brake pedal to the gas pedal, lightly pressing as she turned on to the street where Sumin’s house resided at. A house where she lived with her doting fiancé.

The poor girl looked unsure how to answer such a question. If it was a question that asked her if she wanted to get married, then the answer would be plain and simple. No. No she didn’t want to get married or at least, not right now. She so much desired to live her twenties to the fullest. Then, once it was time, she would gladly settle down with the right person.

And yet with Sumin? Sowon was quite surprised that she was having doubts. Out of the two them, Sumin would be happily married first with kiddos running amuck and then Aunty Sowon would help wrangle them and/or create more chaos for their parents.

But with this sudden 180, Sowon grew even more confused.

Did she have to kill Seonghwa? Because she totally would. No one was allowed to hurt Sumin under her watch.

No one.

Pursing her lips, Sowon hummed in response, as she pulled up to Sumin’s driveway, where both Sumin’s and her fiancé’s car were currently parked.

Before finally answering, Sowon killed the engine, and the two girls now sat in complete and utter silence.

“Alright, to answer your question, I know that you want to get married, however, is it to Seonghwa? Only you can answer that, love. But you did say yes to him for a reason, so that has to mean something, right?”

Sumin sighed heavily; her shoulders slumped just a bit.

“I did, I mean don’t get me wrong, I do love him with all my heart but—”

“But you don't know if it’s enough to meet him at the altar, correct?”

Instead of answering, Sumin gave Sowon a thumb’s up before exiting the vehicle and as she stepped out, a car pulled up to her neighbor’s driveway. A neighbor who she had never seen since their schedules always had them missing one another by a split second, so this was a first. Well, overall, this night was filled with firsts, so this wasn’t too much of a shock factor.

Seconds later, Sowon too exited the vehicle, shutting the door and alarming it. She then leaned against the door; curiosity slowly bested her as she noticed Sumin’s body language tense just a smidge.

“You alright there, sunshine?!” She hollered, cupping her mouth, though, she didn’t have to do that since they were not that far away from each other.

However, she received no response from Sumin for a good minute or two.

Until…

“YOU!!”

“YOU!!”

Two voices shouted simultaneously.

Alarmed, Sumin’s fiancé came running out of the house dawning his work clothes still.

“Are you okay, honey?” he asked, closing the gap between their bodies, as he gently rested his hand on her lower back.

“Yeah, I’m fine, Seonghwa. I just got startled by a familiar face is all.” She lied flawlessly, smiling sweetly.

Seonghwa hummed in response, not fully believing her, but he knew it was best to drop it.

“Okay. I’m gonna head back inside and finish up this project. Holler if you need me, okay, love?” He said, pressing a sweet kiss on her temple before disappearing inside the house.

The second she heard the door shut, Sumin’s sweet demeanor melted away and was soon replaced with the fiery rage that engulfed her body and soul moments prior.

“Wow. I’m amazed. You actually tricked someone into dating your strange self,” The intruder began applauding slowly with a sarcastic smile etched on his face, “I’m completely inspired by your story now.” He added, further taunting poor Sumin.

Sowon raised her brow, slowly going into defensive mode but held back as she wanted to see more of their reactions. In her life of knowing Sumin, Sowon only ever saw her little sunshine become this spitfire with her only. So, who the Hell was this handsome gentleman that easily riled her soft princess up?

She had to find out.

And maybe…just maybe…he might be the answer to Sumin’s tricky question.

A low – almost animalistic – growl escaped Sumin’s lips as she stomped over to her neighbor; their chests practically touched each other.

“Listen here, Seokjin—”

“I’m sorry. Can you repeat that? You might have to speak up, short stuff.” Seokjin cupped his ear as he leaned downwards; their noses merely inches away from bumping into each other.

Sumin’s jaw clenched and through gritted teeth, she said, well shouted,

“Can you hear me now, huh, you prick?!”

Seokjin groaned, jolting his body away, as he rubbed his poor ear while this ringing sensation echoed throughout his now muddled mind.

Damn that woman had a pair of lungs on her.

“I think you busted my eardrum…!”

“Well, that’s what you get for standing so incredibly close to me, dumbass!”

Tensions arose between the two as their blood slowly came to a boil. Seokjin and Sumin had history. A rather long history that remained in the archives until this evening.

Again, a night filled with firsts.

Just as Seokjin opened his mouth to retaliate, a laughter cut him off. He was secretly glad that someone else intervened. He honestly didn’t have to time to entertain the spitfire that stood courageously in front of him. His daughter was to arrive at any moment.

The last thing he wanted his six-year-old to see was him shouting at a woman.

“You know, we got to work on you playing nice with others, Sumin.” Chimed in Sowon as she walked up to the pair and rested an arm on Sumin’s shoulder.

“And may I ask who you are?” Seokjin questioned, looking a bit unimpressed.

Sowon held out her hand and quickly introduced herself, shaking Seokjin’s hand with her signature thousand-watt smile.

“Ah, and how do you know the pain in the ass?”

“I can ask you the same thing, Jinnie boy.”

“Jinnie boy?” He questioned, directing it more towards Sumin.

Sumin simply shrugged, “Just go with it.”

“Well, I’ve known her since middle school believe it or not.”

Sowon raised her brow; her eyes roamed all over his body as if she tried to decipher his hidden secrets.

“Interesting. Well, as much as I’d like to continue this conversation, I don’t,” She then turned Sumin around, “Time for bed, Min.” She stated firmly before guiding them both back to Sumin’s house, leaving behind a flabbergasted Seokjin.

“You know…I have a feeling that you two would make the perfect couple someday…” teased the taller woman as they crossed the threshold between Sumin’s house and Seokjin’s house.

Sumin grimaced, nearly wanting to gag, “By perfect, you mean that I’d want to kill him every waking moment I can get, right?”

“Nah, my precious little ray of sunshine. I mean that one day, you two will make gorgeous looking children to the point that I’m going to “borrow” one of them to pick up guys.” Sowon clarified, grinning from ear to ear.

A look of utter and complete disbelieve washed over her face as she felt her eye twitch just a smidge from her best friend’s remark.

And just as she opened her mouth to retort, an annoying voice rang in her ears. The one voice she took years of practice to block out him from her memories. Until that evening, she had long forgotten the prick that made her life a living Hell, but fate had an interesting idea of entertainment and unfortunately, she had become the main character of this stupid little sitcom.

God help her…

“You should learn to smile more often, princess! You might land more dates that way!”

“That’s it! Listen here you annoying fucking gnat!”

However, before Sumin could storm over to Seokjin again, Sowon blocked her path.

“Alright, young lady, someone’s getting cranky. You march to your room and tell Seonghwa that you want to cuddle.”

“But!”

“March!”

Sumin frowned before submitting to her friend, of course, muttering a few profanities as she stomped up the stairs that led to the front door.

Once Sumin was inside, Sowon waited a few seconds before walking up to Seokjin, who appeared to be texting someone.

“So, how do you truly feel about Sumin?”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me.”

Seokjin’s face remained blank, “I tolerate her existence. Why?”

“I asked how you truly feel about her, not lie about it.” Sowon stated, shooting him a knowing look.

Seokjin, on the other hand, grew unsure. What did she mean, exactly?

“Sleep on it.” Sowon suggested before walking to her car and finally head home for herself.

Seokjin watched the strange woman drive out of his neighborhood. Her words repeated in his mind. He was almost certain that he just tolerated Sumin’s existence. Sure, there had been a time in his life that he harbored romantic feelings for her, but he had been long married since then. Well, now divorced, but that was beside the point.

It was through that marriage that he had Areum. The light of his life.

Yeah, he didn’t need any other leading lady in his life.

Right?

Before he could fully dive into those thoughts, a bright light nearly blinded him followed by this obnoxious honking.

“Dad!” shouted a voice. A voice Seokjin knew all too well. The same voice that easily brought a smile to his face.

“Areum!” He greeted back; his face practically beamed. He happily waved as the car came to a stop and this little girl came running out of the backseat and towards him.

Seokjin knelt down, ready for the biggest hug ever. And just as she slammed into him, he protectively wrapped his arms around her petite body as the two fell onto the grass.

“Remember to behave for your dad, Areum!” chuckled an older woman, shaking her head as she walked up to the loving duo with a tiny suitcase.

“I will mommy.” Areum smiled as she became smothered with Seokjin’s fatherly kisses.

“Yeah, don’t worry Eunji, our little girl is an angel.”

“Whatever you say, Seokjin. By the way, did you know that our old friend Sumin lived right next door to you?”

Seokjin instantly became alarmed. How did his ex-wife know that? So, naturally, he asked.

Eunji laughed softly, “Just because you had a falling out with her, doesn’t mean that I did, so I saw it on her social media account that she moved to that house.”

“And you didn’t tell me this while I was looking for a place to live because?”

“Because I love seeing you make a fool of yourself in front of her.”

But before Seokjin could say something, refuting his ex-wife’s claims, Eunji had entered her car and clicked on her seatbelt. Then, he saw the reverse lights turn on and watched her pull out of his driveway.

She was always an interesting woman…

“Why is your mom weird?”

“I don’t know, probably for the same reason as to why she called you coward on our way here, daddy?”

“She what, now?”

A/N: I am back! Cue the fanfare and confetti canon! I’m honestly both surprised and proud of myself for not only picking up writing again but starting another series (low key crying because Our Second Chance isn’t done yet, but I am working on it LOL)! At first, I wanted to take the word carnival and incorporate the movie Sandlot and A League of Their Own into it, but sadly, I hit a bad writers’ block, so I just scrapped that idea completely and with the help of @softjeon who helped me with some overall story ideas, this came to be! Plus, it helps that in BTS World, Seokjin’s another story line is so cute, especially with the little girl (who of course makes an appearance as his daughter in this short series <3) being kind of hard to please. Yes, make Jinnie work for it! 

But anyway, as of right now, I don’t have a set schedule for this as I like to write whenever I have both the time and inspiration but knowing me, I’ll start releasing updates over the course of Autumn/Winter along with the last chapters of Our Second Chance! 

Don’t forget to leave a like/reblog/comment/ask in my inbox! I love hearing your thoughts! :)

- Kim

[ace-angel-judas]

We could have a wolf pack series based on your OC’s. Really. We’d have the SM pack (the largest pack) with alpha Leeteuk – Boyish, Lily, Hayoon, Ilsang. The YG pack with Queenie as the alpha with BB, 2ne1, Sunhee, Jinae, Star etc. The Jin Studio’s pack with Rebels & their partners (Jackson etc). The AOMG pack (also known as the clown pack) with Clara, Ly, Kyoko etc. There’d also be a Fanxy Child pack & DPR pack & MYL pack. Better than twilight if you ask me.

Some of these would have such sad backstories though like.. 

The three big packs are extremely powerful in their own ways. SM has the largest amount of members but YG’s more savage in the way they do things and JYP is more cunning. 

Sunhee originally belonged to SM pack as one of it’s human counter parts but after Jonghyun died protecting her, she ran away and was eventually found by Jiyong. 

Hayoon was just a human until she met Minho and eventually joined the SM pack as his mate after they start having pups. 

Queenie is the one female wolf no one wants to fuck with because she will kill you, but then you meet her mate and he’s this goofy beta who never really shifts and you can never understand how their mates? Also, Jiyong may be the alpha but Queenie gives him a run for his money. 

Star was in the JYP pack but their was an inner conflict which resulted in a lot of the pack members leaving, including herself and Kyoko who join the AOMG pack but after being found by Mino, she sort of becomes a member of YG pack. 

Seo was a human, no idea about any of this wolf stuff when suddenly Zico showed up and all her life could flipped upside down. 

[demiebby]

Fuck Them Flower (Fuck) Boys [GRAY X OC [AMBW]]

Characters: London (OC), Lee Sunghwa/Gray, Kwon Hyukwoo/Loco, Jung Kiseok/Simon Dominic, and Park Jaebeom/Jay Park

Summary: Gray’s ex-girlfriend is an underground rapper and she has some unsettled things to settle with him. She throws his name in a diss, exposing their relationship and bad-mouthing his crew. Later he confronts his bitter ex-girlfriend in person and they release their anger out by fucking.

Warning: Swearing, minor violence, angry sex, slut-shaming

Hyukwoo was seated in the lobby of AOMG’s building. He was on his Instagram opening up DMS, liking posts, commenting on very few, and slyly stalking the profiles of fans. While he was on his phone fiddling around with the photo-sharing app, he felt an odd sensation in his gut. He didn’t know what it was, yet he paid the feeling no mind. Ignoring the tingle in his abdomen, the rapper exits from Instagram and goes onto his Kakao Talk. As soon as he opens it there’s a message from someone with the name “Livvy” followed by several fire emojis.

He stares at the username dumbfoundedly, his eyebrows creasing and lips frowning. The male mumbles questioningly before opening up the chat. There’s a link to a Youtube video after that the message, “Kekekekekekekeke Gray oppa Kekekeekekeke you son of a bitch How could you do this to her?????” A row of red-faced angry emojis.

Maybe the feeling in his gut was warning him about this.

The sound of people entering the room isn’t noticed by Hyukwoo. His stomach is in knots and his ears conceal the voices that are shouting his name. His thumb twitches as it hovers above the link to the video. A sudden shove to his left side has him falling on his back on the sofa. He snaps out from his trance and looks up at his attacker.

It’s Kiseok and with him is Jaebeom and… Sunghwa.

Kiseok barks out, “I’ve been calling your name what’s got in your ears Loco?” Jaebeom stands behind Kiseok nodding his head to agree with the elder.

Hyukwoo quickly apologizes as he sits upright and bows his head to the older man. “S-Sorry. I got caught up because someone sent me a thing about Gray hyung.”

Sunghwa is alert when he heard his name. He grunts and looks over Kiseok’s shoulder. “What about me?”

Hyukwoo’s heart pounds against his chest. His hands become clammy and he fiddles with his phone in his hand. His left hand scratches the side of his head; his eyes refusing to meet Sunghwa’s. Should he even tell the man? Should he tell him in front of their bosses? Hyukwoo swallows and holds up his iPhone the younger’s hand shaking.

There’s a sudden tension that absorbs the room. Kiseok and Jaebeom both stared at each other, the two men speculating on what was going on. Jaebeom’s eyes went to Sunghwa, who appeared to be piqued. Sunghwa wanted to know what in the hell Hyukwoo was leading this into.

“What,” Sunghwa grits through his teeth and he gently moves Kiseok aside to stand before Hyukwoo. The producer holds his hand out and the phone is placed in his grasp. “About me?” He snarls.

The younger ponders on his words; then he shakingly murmurs, “Someone sent me a message with a Youtube link.” When glowering eyes glared at him he immediately adds, “I didn’t open it, but it has something to do with you.”

As Sunghwa quickly unlocks Hyukwoo’s phone, Kiseok looks over his shoulder to glance at the phone’s screen. His eyes go to Hyukwoo, the younger staring at the ground, expression bleak. He turns his attention to the phone and the Youtube app loads up to a video.

Jaebeom huddles close to the phone, tilting his head to read the title, “London Fuck them Flower Boys” There was a bad feeling about this and he just knew it. From his perspective, it was obvious that the title was directed towards “flower boys”. Flower boys in their label, to him would have to be Gray and Loco. He had mentioned this when he was on the You Hee-yeol’s Sketchbook a while ago. Their fans known of Gray, Loco, and sometimes Elo to be “flower boys”.

The CEO put two and two together, coming to his own conclusion that this would have to be a diss towards Sunghwa. But for why? He didn’t have an answer for that. Jaebeom emits an anxious sigh, folding his arms behind his head. His foot taps on the floor periodically.

“Fuck man…” Jaebeom says under his breath and takes a few steps away from Sunghwa and Kiseok.

Before long Kiseok’s gritty voice snarls, “What the fuck is this?”

The video begins with the light tempo of a piano playing in the background. At the same time the piano plays the resonance of a phone ringing comes up. Soon a voice that the three men all knew answers, “Baby, you know I miss you so much.” The voice belonged to Sunghwa.

“Gray,” Kiseok barks and he’s shushed by Jaebeom. He glares at the other man, but doesn’t retort. Instead he listens to the audio.

“I know you miss me, I miss you too. I hate that you’re so far away.”

Sunghwa’s jaw clenched and his grip tightened on the phone. He could distinguish that familiar purr and sensual voice from anyone.

Jaebeom awed at the female’s voice a perverted grin upon his face. He exclaimed, “She sounds sexy!”

Kiseok hits Jaebeom on the side of his arm and scolds him, “It’s not the time for that,”

Through the phone Sunghwa’s voice interjects, “Yeah… I’m flying out to you tomorrow. Make sure that sweet ass is in that lingerie set I bought for you.”

“I’ll wear it just for you Daddy.”

The word “Daddy” is repeated until it fades away and the piano is playing heavy keys. The song plays a calm melody while a female’s voice raps to the beat.

“You said you’ll always be with me

But you’re always overseas

I know that you’re busy but you need to listen

This is gonna hurt me from the bottom of my heart

I know you never, ever meant to tear us apart

You did things that my ex could never compete with

Showered me with love and showed me what love is

All I asked was for your loyalty”

Abruptly the music stops and the woman’s voice growls.

“But you never gave it

So now Imma let the world know who you really are

That you’re not just a fucking Kpop star

You’re a bitch, you’re a liar, and a cheat

I wished you never met me on the fucking street

You got a skinny bitch sucking your dick

Meanwhile I’m in Cali worried sick

About you

My people telling to let you go

Not gon’ do

Should have listened because all you did

Was treat me like a toy

Playing around with my feelings

Fuck them Flower (Fuck) Boys”

Sunghwa can’t seem to think straight as he listens to each lyric. His body went tense when his ex-girlfriend barks out the last sentence aggressively. He sensed that she was pissed when she was recording this. Though she didn’t have to throw his name in the dirt like that. She didn’t have to expose their secret relationship of a few months. He’ll have a lot to face with in the next day when it gets in the public. Dispatch will make a blog about it, fans will go crazy over the whole fiasco, and as for himself… he didn’t know what he’ll do.

This wasn’t looking so good for the company. Kiseok rubs his hands together and prays to the heavens that it doesn’t show up in the limelight. Up till now AOMG have been involved in scandals and speculations from the media. Jaebeom with his iconic “2nd Thots” song and Sunghwa’s rumor about him dating SNSD’s Tiffany. Granted that the false reports were months apart of each other, Kiseok knew they were still talked about. It was never let down. Now this happens… this presumably would be the trending topic.

Hyukwoo stands to his feet and clears his throat. “I’m sorry Gray hyung.”

Sunghwa was going to respond but the song snatches his attention.

“Always on your grind

Said you have the time

But you never did

Why the fuck you lyin?

I didn’t want to do this

But now I gotta do this

Put your name on the spot

Let ‘em know what’s hot

Lee Sunghwa

Jwe-song-ham-nida

You never wanted your friends know

We almost got caught backstage at the show

I had to lie and say I was your fan

When really I was your girl and you my man

Sexting me on the low

I still got those nudes in my phone

I had your ass hooked

Had your homies wondering what got chu booked

But now all of that’s over

‘Cause you decided to cheat

Left me for some bitch named Tiffany”

Jaebeom flinches when the name “Tiffany” is thrown into the lyrics. She was bitter towards Sunghwa being with Tiffany. Whoever this London girl was, she had evidence, hard evidence, against Sunghwa. Despite it being disputed into a song. The CEO had to give the girl her props, she was vocal about her emotions and had no filter. Yet as he thought about it, Jaebeom needed to do something to prevent from this getting around. He couldn’t watch as Sunghwa get his named dragged.

Kiseok dejectedly shakes his head when the song finally ends. He steps away from the men and goes down the hallway. The room was deafening silent before a grating animalistic roar could be heard. Three heads turned in the direction of the corridor. Kiseok came storming out from it, his sharp eyes glaring at Sunghwa.

“What the fuck did you do to make this girl pissed? Huh?” Kiseok interrogates Sunghwa, stepping close to the man.

Sunghwa remained quiet. Deep down he too was boiling with anger. Unlike like Kiseok he preferred to keep his temper in. His eyes were downcast as he returned Hyukwoo his phone. He couldn’t dare himself to look at Kiseok right in his eyes. Sunghwa could sense the elder’s enraged glare aimed at him. In a way Sunghwa felt ten times smaller. His hands were dropped to his sides hanging loosely as if he had no bones at all.

When an answer was not given, the collar of Sunghwa’s shirt was snatched by Kiseok. Jaebeom had little time to react to prevent Kiseok from grabbing the man. The elder forcefully backed Sunghwa into the nearest wall the younger’s back colliding with the panel. A picture frame tremble on the wall, thankfully, not collapsing to the floor and shattering. Sunghwa releases a pained groan and his eyes meet Kiseok’s for the first time. His heart stopped beating when he saw the rage within them.

Kiseok was furious.

Jaebeom and Hyukwoo rushed over to the two men. Hyukwoo grabbing Kiseok’s wrist in an attempt to free Sunghwa’s shirt meanwhile Jaebeom held the older’s waist. Both men were pulling Kiseok away from the man. Kiseok couldn’t hear their pleas to let Sunghwa go. He was seething at Sunghwa for not telling him or Jay that he was dating a girl. Had they had known, this situation could have been prevented.

The producer’s eyes begged for Kiseok to release him. He lifted a hand to push at Kiseok’s chest. It was then that the other man decided enough was enough. His hand let loose from Sunghwa’s shirt and he staggered back away from the intimidated male. Jaebeom and Hyukwoo let go of Kiseok as well.

Hyukwoo was the first to rush over to Sunghwa and check to see if he was unharmed. No damage was done to him physically yet there was an emotional injury. For one, Sunghwa couldn’t grasp the fact that Kiseok had placed his hands on him. Secondly, he up to this time was angry towards London. Finally, he couldn’t make sense of the whole tight spot he somehow managed to get into. He glanced at Jaebeom, who was patting Kiseok on his shoulder to calm him down. Then his eyes drifted over to Kiseok, even now he held the enraged gaze of a raging bull.

Kiseok’s finger briskly points at Sunghwa, “Find out who this girl is and see if you can get your way out of this.” He scolded, lowering his hand back down. “We’ll try to pay off the people who’s sharing this, but you have to face the music. Get in touch with this London chick and tell her to remove the song off from the Internet.”

That being said the eldest gathers his things and storms out from the room. He leaves behind Hyukwoo and Jaebeom, both men looking to Sunghwa expectantly. Sunghwa just shakes his head and trudges in between the two to sit on the sofa. They share a brief look before they leave as well. When the door closes gently behind Hyukwoo, Sunghwa howls in anger. Never in his life had he dealt with something as inconvenient as this. This was the biggest issue he had been involved in.

He takes his phone out from his back pocket and goes through his contacts. As luck would have it, London’s phone number was saved into his phone. He didn’t want to call, for fear of the woman not answering. Instead what he did was sent her a text message. It read, “I’m flying out to Santa Monica. I’ll meet up with you at your house. Just let me in, we have to talk.”

Sunghwa taps his foot on the ground, and places the phone up to his lips. He’s nervous to meet with his spiteful ex-girlfriend to discuss over the diss track. The man could do nothing other than plead to God that it ends off nicely. No arguments, no fighting, just mature adults talking over their issues wisely.

He books a flight straight to California. During the course of his tedious flight, Sunghwa was unable to get a blink of sleep. He stayed awake for the first six hours fiddling with his phone. He was getting constant texts from Jaebeom, Kiseok, Hyukwoo, his mother, and other friends of his sudden disappearance. Jaebeom and Hyukwoo were concerned for his safety. Meanwhile Kiseok threatened him not to come back until he had cleared his name. His mother, on the other hand, was worried that he’ll get into trouble with his company for departing suddenly. If only she knew the half of it.

Truthfully, Sunghwa had never told his mother of his relationship with London. The reason being that London was Black. He was dating a Black girl without his mother’s knowledge. Sunghwa was born into a Korean family, raised surrounded by Koreans, and spoke Korean. However, when he met Jay and joined AOMG, Sunghwa was exposed to foreign women. He was in a way obligated to be surrounded by fans of color.

His first “time” with a foreign woman was with a Latino fan in Houston, Texas. She had an all-access pass to backstage, he flirted with her, and gave her his hotel room. Soon afterwards, they were having sex in his suite. It was a risky decision to make, considering the girl could have exposed him then. Fortunately she didn’t and the affair was kept a secret between him and the anonymous fan.

While in the streets of California some years before, Sunghwa stumbled upon London. The girl had stunned him with her overwhelming beauty. At the time it was sunset and the sun had her dark skin glowing. The warm reds, orange tones, and yellows in her skin had Sunghwa drooling. He had no idea he was staring at London until she boldly walked up to him and pointed it out. Her soft fingers closed his mouth, the tips brushing along his lips in sync to a wide smile upon hers. Long, straightened black hair blew with the wind as alluring doe eyes gazed at him.

They exchanged names, and then numbers, and soon London was the next girl in Sunghwa’s bed. She was meant to be a fling. Just a one-night stand. On the other hand, there was just something about London that had him whipped. There was an aspect more to the woman than just her flexibility in the bed sheets. He went on to date her for a year. He kept them a secret from those he loved, for a whole year. The couple was going to make it to two years, until his rumor of him dating Tiffany broke out. London had evidence that Sunghwa was cheating on her with the woman. Screenshots of text messages and real photos of the two out on “dates”. She cut off contact with Sunghwa, leaving him to his own devices and ending their seemingly promising relationship.

On the flight to Santa Monica, Sunghwa by a stroke of luck gets a lengthy two hours of sleep. He sleeps with his head tilted against the cushioned seat and phone in his right hand. All the while he’s having vivid thoughts of meeting London in the long run. He hopes to settle this nicely.

His plane lands in Santa Monica, the stewardess announcing the local time to be 12 at midnight. Sunghwa hoped she wasn’t asleep just yet. He leaves off the plane and arrives in the airport. Using one of their payphones, he calls up a taxi. From then on, Sunghwa is driven out to London’s house. He looks out at the window when he comes upon the familiar neighborhood scattered with soaring palm trees. Immense stone-crafted houses with two door garages. A few cars such as Hondas, Toyotas, and BMW’s parked on the street. Bright fluorescent street lights illuminate his face.

The driver slows down to a stop and the gut-wrenching sensation returns. Sunghwa pays the driver by swiping his debit card and then exits the vehicle. He walks along the curves of the concrete path that leads to London’s door. He takes the elevated steps and stands before the intimidating coffee-brown door.

“Don’t come back until you get this shit settled.”

Kiseok’s voice resounds in his head the moment he remembers the text message.

He knocks on the door several times not long he gets an answer. The door is swung open and behind it reveals London. Her beauty is unchangeable. She wears a baby pink satin robe the length of it stopping above her knee. In her nose is a single stud pierced in her left nostril. Her previous black mane now dyed a steel gray styled in loose ripples of waves. His eyes lower down to the tattoo above her breast, peeking from underneath the contents of the robe. His sight goes to her thick thighs at present they’re covered with dragons swirling amongst flowers on the sides of her legs.

London realizes that Sunghwa’s gawking at her and she sucks her teeth. She covers her chest with the robe tugging the fabric while shouting, “Gray! Eyes up here!” The man jumps by the sudden yell and his eyes immediately look at hers. She rolls her eyes followed by a shake of her head. Her nose crinkled at the audacity he had to ogle her and lips curled. She grudgingly shifts aside to let the man into her home.

Sunghwa enters, heading straight for the living room. London follows after him going to sit on the sofa adjacent to the man. Again, Sunghwa is met with tension in the room. He’s not speaking and neither is London. They both know why Sunghwa is here yet neither speak openly of the subject.

The gray-haired girl stands to her feet when several minutes pass. She flattens down her robe and struts into her kitchen. Sunghwa doesn’t follow her, instead he keeps his place in the living room. His phone vibrates non-stop. The producer takes out his phone and looks at the lockscreen. There’s incoming messages from his labelmates and family. He doesn’t need to open it to know what it’s about.

London stirs the white sugar in her tea the sweet condiment dissolves into her brew. She sets the spoon aside on top of the counter and takes a small sip from her cup. Her eyes glaring at the back of Sunghwa’s head. She was stubborn to admit it, but she would have to talk to him sooner or later. The girl moves the cup away placing it on the marble gray island counter.

Her arms fold across her chest, head tipped to the side. She calls out to him, “We can talk about this in the kitchen.”

Sunghwa goes into the kitchen; he stands across from London. The only thing separating them was the island counter at the center of the room. He maintains eye contact with the woman and takes his hands out from his pockets. Then he leans over the counter, licking his lips, and thinks over his words. How should he start this off? Should he ask her why she did it? No, he exactly why.

Kiseok’s voice remarks vaguely in his hand again, “Tell her to remove this song off from the Internet.”

The producer restated soft-spoken, “Remove the song from the Internet.”

London quickly objects his request, “No, it’s staying on there.”

An annoyed grunt came out of Sunghwa, he runs his hands down his face. His fingers taps on the surface of the counter and his foot on the floor. His body shifts from side to side and his gaze is briefly aimed at the clock behind London. 1:43 A.M. it read. He looks back to the girl and stands up right.

“Why don’t you want to get rid of it?” He demanded, hand slamming down on the top. London flinches when the loud strike rings her ears, yet she doesn’t say a word. Sunghwa studies her for a moment then says, “Are you doing this to get money out from me London?”

The Black girl huffs when she heard the accusation. Her eyes squinting at the man. “Why in the fuck would I want to extort you? Do you think of me like that Gray?”

Sunghwa bellows, “Answer my questions. I’m the victim here not you London!” Veins throb in his neck and chin jutted.

“You’re more of a suspect in this too Gray.” London retorts, stepping closer to Sunghwa and glaring at him. “I wouldn’t have to put your name in the song if you would have just,” She pauses to throw objects on the floor. “Stayed loyal!”

Why is she getting mad? Sunghwa asks himself this question, his eyes scrutinizing London. The man stabs a finger in London’s direction his eyes flashing. “Calm down! You have no reason to be angry right now!”

London shouts, leaning over the countertop, “Yes I do! Gray you cheated on me with that bitch! You never put in the time to come and see me in Monica! You rather fuck these loose pussy hoes than be with me! Me!”

Sunghwa yells, “Listen this song shit has nothing to do with you! Now just get it off from the Internet before we both end up getting hurt!”

Her voice is calm and she shakes her head, “Oh no I won’t be removing it anytime soon. Your fans deserve to know just how much of a bastard you are. Just be happy that I didn’t expose your ass through pictures and videos of you and that bitch.” London grips on her robe, tugging it back into place and she walks around the counter. “So I suggest, that you leave and fly your ass back to Korea, because that song is there to stay.” Her finger points at the door he came in.

Once more Kiseok’s voice rings, “Don’t come back until you get this shit settled.”

Sunghwa’s eyes drift over to London, who’s yelling at him to leave. Her voice is muffled by the deafening pulsing noise in his ears. For him every movement she made was in slow-motion. Her hands flailing in the air and her mouth saying words that he couldn’t interpret. London stares at him for a moment, eyes narrowed and then she stomps in his direction. Her hand extends back in an attempt to backhand her ex-boyfriend.

Before either of them even knew it, Sunghwa had her wrist in his grasp. He then tugged the woman close to him, giving her a death glare. The grip Sunghwa had on her hand was firm as she tried to pull away. She tugged and tugged but to no avail. London’s defiance suddenly went away when her eyes met her ex’s. She could feel his burning gaze boring into her. She felt ten times smaller underneath his stare. Her mouth partially opened, eyes widened and body frozen.

She gasps, “Let me go Gray.” She was persistent in yanking her arm away from the man yet his grip wasn’t loosening.

Sunghwa staggers her body to the island counter and her back collides with the surface top. In the midst her robe is untied and reveals the black lace lingerie set underneath. Her face is flushed at the show of her figure. London wriggles beneath his body standing on top of her. Her left hand shoves at Sunghwa’s chest. She pleads for him to let her go. London’s not going to admit that she’s scared of him at this point, yet her body language tells it all. Her head turns to the side and she looks at the cup of tea that’s just a few inches away. Her eyes flicker from Sunghwa to the cup.

The male catches on to her scheme and he grabs her neck. His hand tilts her head back on the countertop. Sunghwa laughs bitterly followed by a shake of his head. He says, “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

“Do what?” London breathes, wriggling beneath him again. “I’m not doing nothing Gray.”

Sunghwa says angrily, “London…”

London snatches the mug of warm tea and then splashes it on Sunghwa’s face. The man had little time to react to prevent it. He screams in agony when the hot tea burns his eyes. He walks unsteadily backwards from London giving her the chance to shove him back. When she goes to run away she slips on the wooden floor caused by the puddle of tea. She painfully yelps. The woman frantically makes an effort to get back on her feet, but a hand on her ankle averts her. She looks over her shoulder to see a leering Sunghwa standing above her again. This time he’s furious.

In all their time of dating she hadn’t seen him rage. Sunghwa normally kept his anger inside and released it when he’s alone. Never in a million years had she witnessed and been the cause of his anger up until now.

A whimper came from her as he roughly yanks her body to him. “No!” She struggles out and her hands were caught in his grasp again. Her legs kicked out at him in a frenzy. “Okay I’ll remove the song, just get off of me Sunghwa!” She pleads to him. Her voice quavering.

The man rasps, “I don’t believe you,” He forces the woman to her feet dragging her into the living room by her wrists. She’s determined to fight against Sunghwa. He tosses her body on the floor and hastily makes moves to unclasp his belt buckle. His zipper is lowered and jeans pulled down to his ankles. “You want to sing a song? You want to rap?” Sunghwa questioned, grabbing London by her gray locks and smothering her face against his bulge. The woman smacks his thigh when his hardened cock skims across her nose and mouth. “Rap your mouth on my dick.”

London stares angrily at her ex and rejects his demand. Sunghwa’s grip tightens in her hair and he yanks her closer to his bulge. With nowhere to go, London sucks her teeth hesitantly pulling down his red Calvin Klein underwear. She’s met with the sight of her ex’s rigid cock standing proudly before her. Thick pulsating veins, swollen head and fat girth. Her stomach flutters at the glimpse. One hand takes a hold of his shaft, stroking it up and down.

“No hands. Use that mouth of yours.”

Another suck of teeth comes out of London’s mouth. She begrudgingly does as she’s told; her hand goes down to her side and she opens her mouth. Slowly the girl lowers her head onto Sunghwa’s length up until the tip tickles the back of her throat she pulls away. A few coughs spew out prior to her cavern being filled with his cock again. She gurgles on his dick, and hits his thigh for him to stop. Sunghwa pays her no attention. Instead he thrusts his dick back and forth. Her saliva coating his dick while her tongue stuck out to lick at the undersides.

He hums pleasingly, head tilted to the side watchful of his length entering and exiting her moist orifice. Sunghwa uses the hand in her hair for guidance. Up and down, in and out.

He chortled, “Your mouth was big enough for something yeah? Big enough to talk shit and take this dick.” His ex-girl gags a response on his shaft even so it’s muffled. Sunghwa abruptly pull out and questions her, “What did you say?”

London’s chest heaves while she tries to catch her breath. Her mouth snarls up at the man, baring her teeth yet her eyes are glazed by undisguised longing. Her hoarse voice snaps back, “Fuck you,” Sunghwa mutters, “Oh really?” and it earns her another trip to his dick. Except for now Sunghwa goes rougher with her mouth. His thrusts goes from slow and deep to erratic and pummeling. The tip of his dick ramming right in the back of her throat. Her eyes watering with tears since she couldn’t do much but just slap his thighs and violently struggle for air.

He bluntly states, “Let’s see if you’re able to talk trash when I’m done with you slut.”

London replies gagging once more. Sunghwa pulls his dick out of her mouth. Spit mixed with his cum dribble out from the woman’s mouth and runs down her chin. She coughs a few times, gasping before she’s yet again forced to suck him up. Surprisingly she goes along with it and bobs her head in vigor, giving her ex needy vibrations of moans on his shaft.

Sunghwa laughs teasingly at the sudden change in London. He takes a mocking jab directed to her, “What happened to being big and bad London? You changed your mind?” He pulls out from her mouth a string of her spit sticking to his tip. She mewls then grumbles, “Shut the fuck up,” to which he replies, “How about you?” and shoves his dick into her cavern. London lifts her body up from the ground, yet she’s shoved back down by Sunghwa’s knees. He kneels above her body, pinning her on the plush rug.

Among his thrusts Sunghwa takes off his jacket and his shirt. His muscular torso unclothed to London’s eyes to ogle. He bites on his bottom lip starting to pound into London’s mouth roughly. He tangles his fingers in her hair, rapsing groans resonating arise from him. His breathing quickening and balls growing tense between his legs as his ex-girlfriend’s sweltering tongue lapped on his shaft. Sunghwa stopped his thrust to allow for London to take control. His fingers glided in his black hair and deep groans leaving past his lips.

London’s warm mouth engulfed his rigid cock. Plumps lips cushioning his length. Her hand went up to fondle with his taut balls. She squeezes one in her hand, then tugs on the sphere. All the while her eyes are dazedly watching him. She could see his face contort while he practically pants for air. The underground rapper giggles on his cock, bobbing her head a few more times in preparation to pull away.

“I got you all hot and bothered Gray.” She remarks smug, her tongue prods at the tip of his cock. A small trace of his cum leaking from the peak. A high-pitched giggle escapes her mouth followed by her tongue languidly skim from the separation of his balls to his tip. Her mouth suckles on his head, teeth lightly nibbling on the man’s peak. She stops to say, “Hmm… I wonder if that bitch sucks dick as good as me. Does that whore have you as hard as this?” Her hand takes a hold of his shaft and she strokes him fluid and fast.

Just to take a jab at her confidence Sunghwa responds, “Yeah she does. She doesn’t get too cocky with it unlike you.”

The pride London had was shot down by his words. She glares at the man above her, “Then I guess you’re not fucking me.” She slides away from him and while she’s doing this she retaliates, “Call that bitch to fuck your ass.”

Sunghwa grabs her hair, yanking on the steel gray locks and forcing her head back. “No because she’s in Korea and the only bitch I have that wants my dick is you.”

London argues, “I don’t want your puny short dick. I have a dildo in my room that’s bigger than yours.”

He countered back, “That’s not what you were saying when you were just choking on my dick. You were face fucking yourself if I had to describe it. So now who’s really the whore here?”

She bites back at him, “Back the fuck off Gray!”

Sunghwa rejected her demand and instead he flipped her onto her stomach. When she tried running away again he struggled with her to keep her in his captivity. He bent her body over the sofa, hiked up her robe exposing her round, firm ass and then spanked it. A yelp came afterwards from London. He noticed she was wearing a black lace thong.

“Ooh what’s this?” He pulls the thong to the side revealing her bare ass hole and dripping wet pussy. Her folds swollen and her clit engorged. He licks his lips at the sight. One finger ran in between her folds eliciting a shrill moan. “Look at that… did you get wet because you were all over my dick?

London denies the accusation grunting, “Uh uh. I thought of Simon fucking my mouth instead of you, shrimp dick.”

“So now I’m shrimp dick yeah?” Sunghwa asks and she agrees with a breathy “yeah”. His hand brutally slaps her ass cheek then grips the clef her ass. London yelps again when her ass is smacked. Her back arching and hands gripping the sofa’s cushion. Sunghwa murmurs, “You won’t be saying shrimp dick after I’m done with you.” He takes a hold of her panties by the waistband and pulls them down steadily. Her puckered hole and dripping wet pussy exposed.

He spits on her hole the saliva trickling in her ring of muscles. His middle finger runs up and down over her anus before he penetrates without warning. London jolts upon the sudden intrusion in her rear, her fingernails raking into the couch’s bolster. Her head turns and she peers over her shoulder at Sunghwa’s digit working in and out of her ass. She struggles to break free, though unfortunately Sunghwa’s body reclines on top of hers. This way he keeps her pinned close up to the couch. London grabs a pillow shoving her face into the soft cushion. Her voice produces suppressed laments. Sunghwa takes his finger out of her ass, spits on her puckered ring once more, and then slips into her hole again.

His stiff thick length twitched when he returned his finger to the familiar sensation of London’s ass. His finger warmed by her canal. The Korean male draws out a throaty groan. His tongue wets his lips and he cocks his head. He adds one more finger into her both digits twisting as they work their way in and out.

London’s ass clenches around the two fingers. Her plump thighs tense up at the moment she begins to ruts towards his digits. Her teeth bite harshly on her bottom lip, spews of moans leaving from her mouth. The steel-haired woman lifts her head up from the pillow and a hand kneads her breast.

“Oh fuck,” she gasps. She hears rustling in her background, yet she doesn’t pay no mind. There’s a blood roaring noise in her ears that muffles the sound. His fingers are yanked out of her ass and his cock replaces them. Suddenly she cries out and bites back a moan when Sunghwa’s dick eases its way in her.

There’s no condom blanketing his shaft since he’s in it raw. The feel of her snug canal is foreign to him. Surely in the past he had fucked London in her pussy then again never in her ass. The woman’s passage is tight and narrow. He smacks his hands on her hips her round ass cheeks jiggling from the strike. His hands clutches on her hips while he lazily grinds into her.

Sunghwa’s eyes flickers from his length to the back of London’s head. His ex-girlfriend is gnawing on her bottom lip as she watches him grind in her tight ass. One of his callous hand run up her back to her neck, grabbing the nape and pulling her back. She was in a daze when he pulled her upright, her back touching his naked broad chest. His hand snakes around to the front of her neck in midst of the position change. Her breathing laboured when she’s finally filled up to the brim of his dick. Her hand reaches back, brushing against the side of his thigh as the opposite snatches his hair.

She hisses, “Just because I’m enjoying this doesn’t mean I want you fucking me.” The emotion in her eyes unreadable since even now she’s livid at him. Despite of the man pleasuring her to no end. Just to piss him off she teased, “You know I wonder if Jay is still single. I want to know how it feels to have a real man fuck me.” She looks at him through voluminous eyelashes waiting for his reaction.

The thought of Jaebeom defying the bro code and fucking with his ex made Sunghwa infruitated. He tightens his hold on London’s neck causing the woman to choke. He bites down on her earlobe eliciting a stifled gripe. Again that night London thrashes in Sunghwa’s hold, her left hand striking the man’s thigh.

“Jay’s not here bitch.” Sunghwa growls, and lets go of her neck. She falls towards the sofa but catches herself using her arms. Sunghwa smacks her on her ass again, “Jay and Simon aren’t here to fuck you. I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t want to fuck sluts like you anyways.” He pulls his cock out halfway before he pummels it back inside. A wail follows. London claws at the couch and the Korean man adds, “Simon likes his bitches classy, mature.”

He hikes up her robe again when it slides down. The ex-boyfriend jerks his hips onto London’s ass. Her back arches as a reaction meanwhile her lonely mound leaks. She sneakily reaches a hand down in between her legs and rubs on her clit stimulating herself. A moan nearly escapes, but she bites it back.

He continues on, “You’re not mature or classy. You’re a reckless bitch. Do you really think Simon would want that?” Sunghwa asks. London could only whine and tremble beneath him. “I thought not. Now as for Jay…” He loses his train thought when London grinds back against him. A lazy smirk grows on his lips then he lightly slaps her ass. He rakes his hair back with his hand. His voice graty, “Jay might fuck you. He fucks anything that moves, breathes, and would do anything to ride his dick.”

All of a sudden Sunghwa pulls his dick out and slams into London. The woman lets out a shrill moan when she’s filled to the brim of his cock. Tears roll down her face, her body quivering and hands jerking a pillow underneath her chest. She shoves her body back to be met with ruthless, snaps of Sunghwa’s hips.

“Fuck, fuck, oh my fucking-” She chokes on her words, it takes her moment to regain her train of thought, she murmurs, “My fucking God.” Her fingers hastily knead her sensitive nub. She whimpers while she drags a quavering finger up to her entrance and prods. Using a shaky digit she penetrates her haven stopping at the knuckle.

Sunghwa chortles at the feedback he receives from London. The feeling of prickles in his skin causes the male to jerk suddenly. London makes a strangled noise; her finger going into her mouth and she bites down. Sunghwa’s dark eyes bore at his ex-girlfriend. He rasps, “Your ass is so fucking tight.” He leans back on his knees, pulling out again and slamming right back into her core. He repeats the motion twice before he settles on actually ruining her.

He props himself up to place one knee on the couch and his foot on the floor. Shakingly, London climbs onto the sofa just as Sunghwa starts to assault her canal with accelerated barbarous hammering. His balls slap on the boundary of her ass and pussy. The Korean male inhales sharply alongside a husky groan.

A hand spanks her ass. Sunghwa gutturally snarls,“You like this bitch?”

Sunghwa pulls her hips close to him. Her hole clenches around his shaft again. His hands massages her big fleshy ass while he pummels into her. London goes slack jaw, her eyes seeing stars instead of the white suede couch before her. She refused to admit it to anyone, but the way Sunghwa was fucking her had her drowning in pleasure. His reckless pounding fucked up her mind, left her brain scattered and ears listening to a deafening silence. She quickens her fingers inside of her haven, feeling the tip of her middle finger prodding her g-spot. A whimper emits from her mouth, her nostrils flaring as she tosses her head back. Gradually her body goes limp, her legs trembling from being on her knees for so long and from Sunghwa’s relentless hammering.

If continues to fuck her as good as he is now, she just might get rid of the song.

London has trouble articulating her words. For a while she just rolls her tongue and babble some words. It takes for Sunghwa to collide right into her spot for her to get her words in order. She shouts on the top of her lungs, “Fuck!” and then she desperately announces, “I’ll get rid of the song!”

Just the words Sunghwa’s been wanting to hear. He takes his dick out from her ass looking down at her puckered hole seeing some pre-cum leak out and dribble down to her pussy. It’s when he just realizes she was fingering herself the entire time. He cackles at the sight and lifts up the girl to her feet. She’s positioned on her back on the sofa, her weak legs barely having the energy to lock around his waist. London’s hand rubs slowly on her clit while she watches her ex-boyfriend penetrate her haven. She lets out a hiss, moaning in a needy way. The woman flings her hair behind her shoulder, lying on her couch and arching her back. Sunghwa breathes heavily as he enters her pussy. Another warm engulfs him entirely. Before she even had time to adjust to his size, Sunghwa picks up from where he left off. Her pussy is assaulted by accelerated and brute poundings.

She lifts a hand to her mouth, sucking on her fingers to muffle her cries. Her body rocks on the sofa, her clit twitching. She feels a fire pooling in her stomach signaling that her orgasm was coming. London looks up at Sunghwa briefly before she returns her gaze to his fat shaft working in and out of her pussy.

A hand languidly wraps around her neck for the umpteenth time that night. She meets her eyes with Sunghwa, the darkness within them making her skin crawl. In a raspy voice he asks, “You’re going to delete it?”

London whimpers, “Yes.” He repeats the question again and her voice raises, “Yes!” Her hand hastily rubs on her clit, her hips bucking against him and body getting tense. Her eyes are glazed by the overwhelming desire to come. A sense of electricity wrecks through her skin while she maintains the intense eye contact with him.

Still not satisfied with her answer, Sunghwa barks, “Are you going to delete it?”

“Yes! Fucking yes!” She cries out and there’s a rippling sensation that brings her to her peak. Her voluptuous frame goes still for a moment, her back arching up when she cums all over his dick. Her eyes close as she rides off her orgasm. Her hands balling into fists while her juices leak onto his shaft. A string of curses in the course of her sudden electrifying bliss.

That’s how you say it. Sunghwa bares his teeth while he brings her up to his chest. She’s seated in his lap, her body limp as she tries to ride him. Her head lays on his chest and she feels his large hands kneading her ass. A low moan emits when he does that.

The Korean man inhales sharply through his mouth. Both his hands smacking her globes before digging his fingers into the skin. Sunghwa’s half-lidded eyes peer at London sluggishly riding him. Her cheeks are adorned with dried tears. He grabs her face with his hand and brings her in for a kiss.

She’s surprised when he kisses her, but she doesn’t complain. Their tongues massage together at the same time their hands can’t seem to stay away. A moan comes out of London’s mouth; Sunghwa’s arm pulling her close to him. The man sucks on her bottom lip and rolls his lips on hers. London snakes her arms out of the satin robe and unclasps her bra. Both pieces of clothing are tossed on the floor by Sunghwa respectively. They’re completely immersed into the tongue swirling and tongue flicking.

Sunghwa pulls out from the kiss and tilts his head back. “Shit,” he rasps. His heart beats erratically against his chest and breathing becoming laboured. The man rakes his fingers through his black hair and groans desperately. His ex-girlfriend’s eyes mischievously sparkle at the sight of him getting on edge. Her hands stroked his chest in a circle causing him to bite on his bottom lip. The Korean male closes his eyes; his balls and thighs grew taut upon the approaching sense. It’s as if time slows down when he jerks his hips into London. His hands forcefully pin the girl to his lap, keeping her still as he hammers into her.

Her eyes roll to the back of her head when she feels a warmth fill her to the hilt. Her hands grip on his shoulders, nails burrowed into the pale skin. Sunghwa grunts while he rides off his high. He runs his hand up and down on her back letting groans come out.

The Korean male pulls his dick out from London and uses a hand to stroke it. More of his cum leaks out from his tip. The previous batch seeping out of London’s mound and onto his lap. He slows down his strokes, eventually stopping when there’s nothing. His cock fluctuates, wilting down and going limp. Sunghwa sighs to himself relieved to be free of his erection and of the reason for his appearance in California.

London climbs off from her ex’s lap and lies down on her side on the couch. She scratches the back of her head while reaching down to snatch up her robe. She covers her body with the satin fabric her eyes looking over at Sunghwa.

The man is starting to get dressed, he’s putting on his underwear followed by his jeans. He was preparing to leave. London felt a pang in her chest, but she doesn’t say anything. Instead she watches her ex-boyfriend get clothed and gather up his things.

Sunghwa looks to London, not noticing her crestfallen gaze. He tucks his hands into his pockets and asks, “You’re really going to get rid of the song?”

She nods her head, her lips pursed. “Yeah, I’m going to do that when I leave from here in a couple of minutes.”

“Good.” Sunghwa responds. He goes to her front door and is about to leave. Not before he spares his ex another straight-faced look. Their eyes meet when he’s been caught staring so he leaves.

He spends an inconsiderable amount of money to purchase yet another plane ticket. The flight back to Korea is unwinding. He could return back home without a worry on his mind. The drama with London finally put to rest before any collateral damage could come. He looks at his phone to see messages from Kiseok, Jaebeom, and others. He opens up the chat with Kiseok and sees that the diss of him wasn’t found out by media. Him and Jaebeom had paid off sources to remove the song privately while he was away. Sunghwa cracks a smile.

Days later, in Korea, Sunghwa was at AOMG headquarters with Hyukwoo, Jaebeom, Minsik, Kiseok, and Hyun-jung. Minsik, or Sik-K, was called up to the building in the possibility of a collaboration with their artist Hoddy. He thought of a collab that’ll have the digital single produced by Sunghwa. According to the rapper it’ll be promoting Hyun-jung and himself individually. Kiseok and Jaebeom thought of the idea to be acceptable. Hoody liked the concept of performing with Minsik.

Just then Sunghwa’s phone went off notifying a text message had came in. He unlocked his phone to see a message from an unknown number. His eyebrows furrowed confusedly at the sight.

The first to notice Sunghwa’s quizzical look had been Hyukwoo. Abruptly he calls out in midst of his fellow friends roaring with laughter, “Gray hyung! What’s wrong?”

He doesn’t say anything, he just stands to his feet and dials the foreign number. Sunghwa strides out the room and goes into a recording studio alone. He locks the door behind him as he plops down onto a chair and runs his fingers through his hair. Finally someone picks up the phone.

“Hello who is this?” Sunghwa asked.

A female’s voice replies, “It’s London.” Sunghwa’s blood runs cold when he finds out who it is. She continues to speak, “Listen… after what happened when you came over here Gray. I’ve been meaning to tell you that I miss you. I want you back.” He could sense the desperation in her tone.

Sunghwa puts the microphone on mute just as he groans. He pinches the bridge of his nose and closes his eyes. Maybe that was the look she was giving him before he left. This is what it meant. She wanted to get back with him again. As much as Sunghwa wanted to do that, he couldn’t find it in his heart to do it. He may just cheat on her or she might just be using this to put his career at risk. His hand ran down his face as he sat there in the chair thinking of his options. Just like her he missed her, but for her body. The sex they would have was amazing yet he adorned no emotional attachment to London. His fondness of the woman was long gone. Then again he could try to give them another try.

London’s voice rung out, “Gray, are you there?”

He quickly presses the microphone and speaks, “Yeah I’m here.” He massages his temples.

“Well… what do you say?”

Sunghwa takes a deep breath and reflects over his decision. It seems like forever before he chooses an answer to give London.

“London…. I,”

A/N: The cliffhanger is there for a reason! You end it off. You tell me if Gray agreed to get back with London or not. Anyways, I literally spent three days writing this oneshot, so I am out! Follow me for more and hit me up for any requests!

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LOVE LIFE

jeon wonwoo x millie kim

february 2016 - july 2018

millie and wonwoo began dating just a few weeks after she had debuted, they met at inkigayo when she came to support nct’s debut

they were incredibly supportive of one another, and a very cute couple, her parents loved him and were even planning a trip to canada

lots of late night dates and movie nights as they liked to stay in rather than go out

unfortunately as they both got more popular and busier they found it hard to see one another and eventually had to call it quits

wi hajoon x millie kim

april 2019 - october 2019

the pair met through a mutual friend who works in the industry

their relationship was very fun and playful but didn’t last long as they realised they weren’t ready for a proper relationship at that point in their careers

they went out a lot to bars and restaurants and practically lived together for the six months they were together

towards the end rumours began popping up about them but they just said it was a friendship which worked out well for them both

koo junhoe x millie kim

january 2020 - march 2021

millie met junhoe at a party and both decided to stick with one another the full night buying each other drinks

they then went on to go on dates and started to have a proper relationship, they were very much in love from the beginning and moved very quickly which concerned a few of millie’s close friends in aomg

the couple was in the honeymoon phase for the first few months until dispatch caught them on a late night walk holding hands, this caused a lot of stress for millie and they began to argue a lot which then caused them to break up which was probably for the best

she misses junhoe a lot and they still try to talk every know and then but agreed to just stay friends

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RELATIONSHIP WITH AOMG | pt.2

jo sungwoo (code kunst) x millie kim

millie was a big fan of cokun’s and was very excited when she heard he was joining. there is a lot of flirting back and forth between the pair much to simon dominic’s displeasure. they have worked together a few times which has brought them closer and possibly began some deeper feelings for the pair.

woo wonjae x millie kim

there has never been a more awkward pair ever and fans love it. millie is usually outgoing and finds it easy to talk to people but when she’s with wonjae they end up sitting in silence. it’s not that they don’t get on, they just find it difficult to converse. they get teased constantly about their relationship but they’re slowly becoming friends.

kwon sohee (sogumm) x millie kim

millie doesn’t really see sogumm a whole lot but when they do get together it’s always full of laughter. millie is a big supporter of sogumm’s and is just happy to see more female artists joining the company. they plan to work together on some songs soon but both are very busy.

chloe cho (devita) x millie kim

millie hit it off with chloe straight away, they are joint at the hip now. they call each other their girlfriend, as they are the younger ones in the company they found they had a lot in common. it was nice for millie to have someone so similar to her in the company.

lee hayi (leehi) x millie kim

leehi and millie are old friends from when they were trainees and went to the same high school. when leehi was looking for a new company to join millie immediately texted her friend to try and convince her to join aomg. they have always been close but being in the same company has just made them even closer.

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MILLIE’S INSTAGRAM | pt.1

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RELATIONSHIP WITH AOMG | pt.1

jay park x millie kim

when millie joined jay made sure to make her feel supported and comforted. now they are very close, if she has an issue with anything she goes to jay since he always has the best advice to give her. jay and millie find themselves always hanging out in the studio together.

jung kiseok (simon dominic) x millie kim

kiseok is basically millie’s dad within the company, especially since he offered the contract to her. this man will do anything for her. he is constantly trying to feed her and pay for things even though she can pay for herself. millie has spent many nights staying at his house when she has to write her albums since she gets overwhelmed, but kiseok always helps her.

lee sunghwa (gray) x millie kim

sunghwa was very excited to have millie join aomg. he offered to help produce her first album which she greatly appreciated. they are always go to the gym together since they both love fitness. many fans enjoy watching them on variety shows together since millie just teases him.

kwon hyukwoo (loco) x millie kim

millie and loco are practically siblings now. they are always annoying each other or annoying their friends and finding something to bicker about but they really do love each other. millie loves her relationship since it really feels like she has a brother now.

kim hyunjung (hoody) x millie kim

hoody and millie became instantly close when millie joined aomg. being the only two female artists for a while they found lots in common, and hoody became a big sister for millie. they usually hang out in each other’s homes and cook for each other while they rant about their days.

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PITY PARTY

‘pity party’ is millie kim’s debut album released in november 7th 2016. she worked with producers such as gray and suga of bts. the title track ‘babe’ reached number 6 on the gaon and melon charts and number 4 worldwide itunes. the album shows someone going through a relationship from start to end which is based on millie’s own personal experience.

song claims: babe (hyuna), heartbreak hotel (tiffany, simon dominic), 3am (halsey), anywhere but home (seulgi), we don’t talk together (heize, giriboy, suga), twit (hwasa)

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MILLIE’S EVERYDAY AESTHETIC

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millie kim masterlist

millie kim profile, relationship with aomg pt.1, relationship with aomg pt.2, friendships, love life

drabbles / series sick (simon dominic), confessions (code kunst)

show me the money coming soon

aesthetics everyday,

social media instagram pt.one

news articles coming soon

discography pity party

misc coming soon

masterlist

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profile !

birth name millie rose kim

stage name millie kim

positions rapper , singer

birthday april 6th 1998

age 24 years old

star sign aries

sexuality straight

mbti personality infp

hometown toronto , canada

nationality korean-canadian

height 5 foot 7 , 170cm

languages korean , english , french

claims !

visual park sora (model)

vocal bibi (soloist)

rap hyuna (soloist)

dance chaewon (le sserafim)

family !

father kim hyunwoo

mother katherine parson kim

younger sister abby faith kim

trivia !

simon dominic signed her to aomg in 2016

participated in ‘show me the money 777’ as a producer with code kunst and paloalto

her favourite colour is black

moved to korea when she was 10 years old

originally trained under sm entertainment to be an idol from 2010 till 2015

dropped out of college when she signed with aomg

has a beagle called blue

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Goodbye

Pairing: Sunny/ Loco

Words: 0.3k

Summary: Sunny says goodbye to her best friend

Note: I’m still sad he’s left :( (edit:it’s chill he just on traffic duty.)

“Why do you keep looking at me like that” Loco asked Sunny who sat next to him in the back of the car.

“I’m going to miss you that’s all, I’ll miss my best friend.” She pouted looking at her hands, “I can’t believe you’re leaving me for two years.”

Sunny could feel the tears rise up, she couldn’t look at him or else she would explode like a fountain. She knew his plans to go but it was so hard waiting for the day to come.

Loco was her first proper friend in AOMG, he had supported her from the very start. They didn’t go two days without seeing each other never mind years.

“Hey, you knew it was coming. I have to go and serve my country but I’ll be back before you know it.” He patted her knee knowing she wouldn’t look at his face but she would see his hand comforting her.

Sunny wished she could go with him and keep him company but she had to stay. She tried not to dampen his mood because he actually seemed excited to go.

As soon as the car stopped Loco got out, he held out a hand for Sunny which she took gratefully as she squeezed out. Knowing this might be her last chance to have him alone she wrapped her arms around him. She held tight like it was the last time and then her tears finally fell.

Loco rubbed her back soothingly, funny he was comforting he when he was the one leaving.

“Come back soon yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay, have fun.” She gave him a sad smile, Loco pinched her cheek trying to annoy her one last time.

When they pulled apart Loco was immediately swarmed with others saying their goodbyes. She watched on with a sad smile glad she took a chance to say goodbye properly.

“It’ll be fine he’ll be back soon.” Gray said coming up behind her. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and let her wrap her arms around his waist.

“I’m so happy I don’t have to say goodbye to you like that.” She sighed.

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Bet

Pairing: Sunny/ Gray/ Jay

Words: 0.6k

Summary: Can Sunray ever spend time apart?

“You guys were cute at first but it’s been months, don’t you get bored of each other?”

Sunny and Gray looked up, Sunny had her legs sprawled over Grays thighs. She had been showing him a bunch of funny videos on her feed and gossiping about her classmates from university. Gray watched and listened while holding her close.

The two hadn’t stopped laughing and talking for the past half hour and the others were getting ticked off by the loved up couple.

“Why would we get bored of each other?” Sunny leaned closer into Gray, resting her head on his shoulder.

Jay rolled his eyes. It was true he loved them both but the constant flirting and hugging made him feel extremely single.

“You never leave each other alone,” he stressed and the others agreed with his statement, “Okay, I bet that you can’t spend the rest of the work day apart. No flirting, no laughing, no kissing!”

Sunny furrowed her eyebrows. “We can so spend a day without each other, I spent 25 years fine before I met Gray. We will take the bet.”

Gray nodded before laying down the rules, “if we win, we get a whole day off together.” Sunny was about to kiss him but remembered the situation they were in. “And if you win, which you won’t, we will...uh.”

“If I win, then Sunny has to give me that cute girl from her university’s number.” Sunny watched as he pointed to the girls picture on her phone.

She raised her hands, “that sounds fair, she’s a bitch anyway, you’ll hate her.”

“Right, time to break up.”

Sunny huffed as she stood up from Gray’s embrace. She sat on the opposite couch, a sad expression on her face as Gray excused himself to his studio.

It didn’t take long for Sunny to start missing her boyfriend. She didn’t like how weak she was but as she continued to scroll through her phone there were so many things she tried to remember to show him. She quickly got bored and then she turned desperate and before she new it she was gathering all her belongings, Making her way to the door.

“Where are you going?” Jay smirked.

“The bathroom.”

“Are you sure? Why are you taking everything to the bathroom?” He laughed not believing her.

“I’m on period, Jay. Let me live.” Sunny gave him a dirty look and hoped he would leave her alone.

She was right because as soon as she mentioned her period he back off, letting her be on her way. Sunny let out a sigh once she closed left the room. Her period was a major advantage in a company filled with men. They practically ran away at the same thought of it.

She stealthily snuck to Gray’s room, knocking before she entered. She barely got through the door before she was wrapped up in Gray’s arms. They stumbled back against the door.

“That was the hardest two hours of my life.”

“Me too.”

Gray brought her into a strong kiss that took her breath away. He slowly walked back never parting from Sunny’s lips. He nudged her down onto the small couch.

“I guess we aren’t getting that day off,” Sunny gasped when Gray softly bit her lip.

“We haven’t been caught yet.”

“Oh yes you have. You guys make me sick. Sunny I better see that number on my desk by the end of the day.”

“Yes, Jay.” She couldn’t even bare to look at him. She was too embarrassed to be found in this position.

As soon as Jay was there, he disappeared. Probably too uncomfortable. But he did get that number at the end of the day.